Our Time In Another Universe.

Chapter 55 "Back"

So much has been damaged, a relationship between LJ and Jay broken. LJ regretted everything he had done and broke down with apologies towards his mother. On the bright side, Jenny gained confidence and it seemed one of her crushes, well, Connor, returned her advances. Hope became much higher, things would get better.

Well, not really.

??? Point of View.

We've been watching those happy go-lucky pricks for the past few months now. They really think their lives are back to normal? Pfft. They're all dead folks walking. Especially the bitch who should've been my partner in crime. But noo, she just had to escape back to that crappy life and family of hers. But honestly, all of those people were shitty but at least that fire woman and a few others ain't so bad.

Right now, I see that Jenny kid and practically her boyfriend, laughing it up while the rest of the kiddies are playing around. Their parents were watching them or cooking up food. Family? Tck, it was disgusting seeing these people act this way. Ohhh, just you wait, especially you Alex, just all of y'all wait. I got so much in store for each and every one of you. As of right now, I sat and watched as they had their quality time. Eugh.

"Hey! What's going on out there?!" One of my dumbass crew members screamed right into my earpiece. I growled at their annoying ass. How the hell did I even hire them? I don't even know why. Pricks like him either need my money or looking for work.

"Will you cut your shit out?! You're going to get me caught!" I fired back, looking around to be certain if someone heard me or not.

"Sorry, sir!" The prick cried out like a damn bitch. I'm just about getting tired of my crew's yapping and yipping.

"Did you hear something?" I froze, my eyes moving to the Caira woman looking at her fuck of a husband. What the hell was his name again? Desmond or something?

"Mama?" Some kid's squeaky voice came into the air. I looked and found a spiky haired, possible eight or nine-year-old holding a crappy teddy bear, a bulky man with a bat symbol on his chest by the kid's side. Just as I knew it, everyone got all alert and started walking around. If they see me, I'm going to have to come up with new plans! I guess I'll just have to leave them be for now. I moved back into the dark reflection of the trees and went back to my car. I drove off away from the huge house, making sure to be subtle.

As I drove, I spoke into my earpiece. "You dumbasses! I told you to keep your mouths shut until I gave a signal! What the fuck IS WRONG WITH Y'ALL?! NOW I'M GOING TO HAVE TO MAKE NEW PLANS AND YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THAT!" I growled, I could hear my crew gulp on the other side. When I get back to the warehouse, they're going to need more than a hospital to fix them all up! Just then, I heard someone scream and I looked up before slamming my foot on the brakes, almost hitting the person in front of me. The kid cried out like a damn banshee. I was getting ready to yell at his ass when I squinted my eyes and recognized him. I felt my usual grin come to my face, I slowly exited out of the vehicle. From the moment I saw the black-haired kid's face, I instantly recognized him. My fingers automatically formed into a fist, not enough for the kid to see.

This should be good...

Jay's Point of View.

Pain, the only feeling I've been having for the past few weeks. Mentally and physically. Ever since I broke up with LJ, things have just been so terrible. I have nowhere to go, I was thrown out of my house by my so-called piece of crap family. The only thing I had was a small little spot on top of a building, where I slept on an old mattress and kept warm under a worn out blanket. My clothes were flithy and covered in dirt. I had to dig through trash some days to find something new. I spent those days hungry and crying, begging random people for money. Most of the time it was rude civilians, either throwing just a quarter at me, ignoring me, or saying "Get out of here, kid." Some of it would be false accusations, like thinking I was a delinquent looking to buy drugs or alcohol. None of it was true. My hands were in my pocket as I walked down an empty road in the middle of the night, no one was out. There was only streetlights, dried tears went down my face, my head hurt from crying and seeing the messages LJ kept sending me.